Flowers in the Heart

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"What Mass you go to?" she asked as he pulled in front of her house.

"Usually eleven o'clock," he said. "You?"

"Nine, then I can just come home and do nothing at all," she said.

"Yeah, well, me and Glen, he's my older brother; we usually go to mass, then grab a pizza at Sicily's and then watch the Saints kick some ass," Scott said.

"Ew, football?" Fauna said and made gagging sounds.

"Shut up; I like football," he laughed and kissed her.

"Um, ookay then, guess I'll see you at school," she said and opened her car door.

He carried her bags to the front door and again was greeted by the tired looking Mrs. Davendorf.

"Hello Scott," she said through tight lips.

"Hi Mrs. Davendorf, nice to see you again," he cheerfully said.

"You, you've got a pile of homework not going to do itself," the woman snapped at Fauna and stomped away.

"Guess I better get," Scott said and quickly kissed Fauna on the lips.

"Off gallivanting the whole day, don't even bother telling me what time you'll be home," Mrs. Davendorf snapped at Fauna the moment the front door was shut.

"Momma, I told you where we were and you never said be home at any time," Fauna snapped back.

"But I didn't think it'd be the whole day!" Mrs. Davendorf yelled back.

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"Dude, we ain't even out the driveway and she's telling me she ain't putting out and she ain't sucking dick and I ain't getting no feels," Glen complained to Scott.

"Dude what you expect?" Scott smiled as he put on his dress shoes.

"I expect a LITTLE something, you know?" Glen complained.

"Did you get a kiss good night?" Scott asked and straightened up.

"Well, yeah, but..." Glen said.

"More than you got last week, huh?" Scott said and punched his brother's arm.

"Yeah but, didn't cost me nineteen dollars either," Glen said.

Linda hurried down the hall, putting on her earrings.

"Come on, you two," she barked.

They got into the mini van and good naturedly bickered back and forth as they drove to church.

"Come on, Scott, no mushrooms; I hate mushrooms," Glen whined as they solidified their plans to order pizza after church.

"Pick them off, God, you big baby," Scott smirked as they got out of the van.

"I hate mushrooms too," Jenna said and smiled up at Glen.

"Hey, Fauna said, smiling up at Scott.

"You like mushrooms?" Scott asked her and she hesitated.

"They're okay, but I can live without them," Fauna said.

"Three against one; you're not getting any mushrooms," Linda said, smiling to the two girls. "Hi, I'm Linda Boudreaux, their big sister."

"Whatever," Scott rolled his eyes. "Then why you keep making us call you 'Mom,' huh?"

"Because you need some manners," Linda said and pinched Scott's arm.

"Come on; it's cold out here," Jenna demanded, taking Glen's arm and dragging him to the church.

"Mom, this is Fauna; my girlfriend," Scott introduced the two.

"You're what?" Fauna asked, mouth opened in shock.

"My, um, my girlfriend, I guess," Scott stammered.

He thought to himself that Fauna was extremely hard to understand. Very loving, very affectionate, then freezing when he put his hand on her leg. Showing up at church for the late Mass when she said she went to the earlier one, then getting upset when he introduced her as his girlfriend.

"Oh my God!" she screamed out loud and then hugged Scot in a frantic bear hug. "Really? I'm your girlfriend?"

"Looks like it," Linda smiled to her son and walked toward the church.

"I always wanted to be your girlfriend; you remember that first day at school?" Fauna babbled happily as they walked toward the church.

(He did remember that first day; Sister Angela called the roll and Scott's ears perked up when he heard the name 'Davendorf' called out. There had been a classmate, Sean Davendorf, when he was a student at Saint Richard's, but Sean had developed a brain tumor when they were in the sixth grade, and Scott never saw him again.

He had sent a few 'Get-well-soon' cards to the hospital, then Sean and his family moved to Houston, for more treatment and he never heard anything more.

"Hey, you know a kid named Sean?" Scott asked the small girl when the bell rang. "Sean Davendorf? He was at Saint Richard, then he got real sick, brain tumor, I think and then I have never seen him again."

"Yeah, I know him," she said quietly, looking up at him.

"Yeah, what ever happened to him? He was just running over and then he grabbed his head and screamed and fell to the ground and they came and got him in an ambulance and..." Scott prattled.

"He died," Fauna said, cutting Scott's cheerful rambling.

"He, he what?" Scott asked, tears suddenly springing to his eyes.

"He died," Fauna repeated, looking up into his brown eyes.

"God damn it!" Scott said, tears streaming down his face. "It's just not fair!")

Scott felt a few tears come to his eyes as he remembered the small boy that had been his friend for only a few days, then was taken away.

"And you were crying, even though you didn't really even know Sean and I were like, 'oh my God, I just love him!'" Fauna said as they entered the building.

They joined Glen and Jenna and Scott couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Jenna was running her mouth, a mile a minute, ordering Glen around.

His brother was terminally shy; Glen's stuttering, although slight, was enough to isolate him from his peers. It had taken quite a bit of courage for him to pick up the five hundred pound telephone and call the girl and ask for a date, even though Scott assured him the girl wanted him to call her.

"Looks like Jenna's happy," Fauna whispered to Scott.

"How about you?" Scott asked Fauna. "Are you happy?"

"Ecstatic," she smiled up at him, playfully punctuating easy syllable of ecstatic with a finger poke in his stomach.

Linda found another pew to sit on; knowing her two sons didn't need their mother ruining their good time. She did sit behind them, though, so she could make sure that they behaved themselves in church.

She saw Megan and Megan's parents enter the church. She smiled politely in greeting to them and was happy when they selected another pew to sit at. Linda had not liked Megan at all and found her to be a mirror of her parents. They were only concerned with themselves and gave little to no thought to anyone else's happiness or comfort.

Linda looked over at her two sons and the two girls that sat with the boys. Neither girl had taken their eyes off of the boys; Jenna's mouth was still going, but even as she bossed Glen, she smiled happily up at him.

Chapter 3

Scott and Fauna sat in the front seat of his car, kissing hotly. The windows of his car were steamed up from the heat the two were generating.

"Oh, God!" Fauna groaned as Scott's lips nuzzled her neck and his fingers teased and tweaked her sensitive nipples.

She sucked another kiss from his lips then pushed herself away from him. She looked into his lust filled eyes.

"I want to, oh God, Baby, I need to do this," she gasped.

In the three weeks that they'd been dating, this was the furthest he'd gotten with the dainty young lady. He knew, though, that any movement on his part would stop the entire process. She seemed to be deathly afraid of him touching her but it had been her that had put his hands inside of her lace blouse. It had been her that urged him to reach underneath her bra to play with her very small breasts.

She looked around the front seat, then looked at the back seat and seemed to make up her mind.

"Need you to get out and come around, okay?" she whispered, then sat down in the passenger seat and used the lever to ease the seat back as far as it would go.

He opened the door and she shrieked as the cold January wind blasted them.

"Hurry up!" she shrilled at him.

Scott got out and ran around to her side of the car.

"Quick, get in!" she ordered.

He did and she got in, kneeling down on the floorboard between his legs.

"Close the door, hurry up!" she shrilled. "Damn it's cold!"

"Fauna, what are you doing?" he questioned as she hugged herself to warm herself up.

"I um, Scott, I don't want to, you know, go all the way, um, I mean, that's got to be for something real special, but I know I've been kind of, well, I don't want you to get all mad at me and call me a prick tease and I know that's kind of what I'm being and..." Fauna babbled as she leaned up and kissed him hotly.

Her small hands rested squarely on his thighs while she kissed him, then she squatted down on the floorboard of the car again and reached for his zipper.

"Do you love me?" she asked, looking up into his eyes.

"Yes, but Fauna, you don't have to..." Scott said.

"I know that, Baby, but I want to," she whispered and struggled slightly with his snap, then smiled in triumph as she managed to get it undone.

"Oh my God!" she gasped when she freed his cock from his briefs. "Oh my God! I, oh, Baby! It's so beautiful!"

Her small hands cradled his throbbing erection and she kissed it reverently on its mushroom shaped head.

She closed her eyes and stuck her tongue out and licked all around the mushroom shaped head. She took his testicles in her left hand and groaned as she tested the weight of them. She lowered her head an inch and licked all around the shaft of his cock, just underneath his head. Inch after inch of his seven inch cock received her loving tongue bath, until she reached the base of his cock.

Then she took one of his testicles into her mouth and gave it a loving, almost painful suck. The other testicle received equal treatment, then she began to swipe her tongue all around his cock again, working her way back up to the head.

When she reached the head of it, she took the entire head into her mouth and bobbed down an inch and backed off. Then she bobbed her head forward two inches and again backed off. Three, then four inches disappeared into her mouth and she opened her eyes and looked up at him.

One small hand cradled his testicles, the other hand stroked the exposed length of his shaft until she had bobbed her head up and down enough times to have him all the way in her mouth.

"Oh, shit!" Scott groaned as she began to hum around his cock.

"Ugh!" she grunted and groaned and shuddered for a long moment, closing her eyes in bliss.

"Uh, oh, damn it, Fauna, Baby!" Scott tried to warn her.

She screamed around the head of his cock as he filled her mouth with his hot seed. She swallowed it as quickly as he pumped it into her and continued to suck until he went limp in her mouth.

"Oh my God! Oh Scott! I love it!" she screamed happily. "Oh my God!"

Megan had sucked his cock, but had never let him come in her mouth. Megan had put his cock into her mouth, bobbed once or twice, then flopped onto her back demanding that he return the favor. Of course, he had to return the favor until she came.

"But Fauna had made love to his cock, loved it with her mouth and hands.

"What about you?" Scott asked Fauna as she sat between his legs, gasping for breath.

"What about me?" she dreamily asked him.

"Um, don't you want me to do you now?" he asked.

"No!" she shrilled, then quieted down slightly. "No, Baby, I had an orgasm; you should see the crotch of my jeans! No, no, I don't need you to do me."

They sat quietly, each catching their breath, until Fauna looked at her dainty wrist watch.

"Oh damn, Baby, it's getting pretty late," she said.

"Um, okay, give me a minute," Scott said, trying to stuff himself back in his jeans.

"No, chop chop, let's go," she demanded and giggled as he playfully stuck his middle finger out, in her face.

"Oh my God," Fauna repeated to herself a few times as they drove toward her house.

"See you in church tomorrow?" Scott asked her.

"I don't know; Jenna's kind of mad at Glen right now," Fauna admitted.

"Jeez, what did that dumb ass do now?" Scott sighed.

"I'm not sure, really; something about not calling her last night or something," Fauna admitted.

"What? You're joking, right?" he asked.

"Nope, sorry," she shrugged.

"Oh come on, get real!" he exclaimed.

"Baby, I know this is kind of stupid, but Glen's like, Jenna's first boyfriend ever and..." Fauna said.

"So? I'm your first boyfriend and you don't act all stupid and shit if I forget to call you, do you?" Scott asked.

"No, It would hurt my feelings, but I'd have to understand you probably have something else going on or something," Fauna admitted.

After a few more kisses, Fauna grabbed his cock ands gave it a squeeze.

"Damn! I can't wait to suck it again!" she confessed to him, then opened her car door.

"Here, let me..." Scott said and got out of the car.

"Whew!" Fauna complained as the cold wind cut into them.

"Good night," Scott said as she opened the door of the small house.

"Good night; I love you," Fauna said then closed the door quickly.

"Did I just hear you say you love him?" Fauna's mother demanded.

"Yes, I do love him; he's the most wonderful..." Fauna defended.

"Uh huh; and have you told him yet?" Mrs. Davendorf asked, glaring into Fauna's eyes.

"No ma'am but..." Fauna argued.

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Glen looked at Scott incredulously when Scott relayed that Jenna was mad at him for not calling her.

"Dude, didn't have nothing to talk about!" Glen defended.

"Doesn't matter," Scott told his older brother. "SHE might have had something to talk about."

"Fine, fine, I'll call the stupid bitch," Glen grumbled.

"Glen Aaron Boudreaux!" Linda yelled. "Did I just hear you call that girl a bitch?"

"No," Glen denied hotly. "I called her a stupid bitch."

"Glen!" Linda shrilled indignantly.

"But Mom!" Glen argued.

"Listen to me," Linda hissed, digging her fingernails into Glen's upper arm "That little girl's madly in love, probably for the very first time in her life and, yes, she probably does make some pretty stupid demands, you just have to understand..."

Scott shook his head and left mother and son alone.

"Fine, fine," Glen said and stomped down the hallway to get his cell phone.

"Scott lay in his bed, replaying the unbelievable blow job he'd gotten just a few minutes ago.

The way her tongue felt as it swiped all over his cock, the way her small hands had kneaded his balls, the way she kept milking his cock with her throat muscles.

"Hey Baby, sorry I didn't call you last night, you know? Just kind of felt like, maybe I'm you know, getting to be too much all over you," Glen murmured into the phone.

Within minutes, Jenna had forgiven him and was happily monopolizing the conversation, happily giggling and chattering.

"God damn, I could go eat dinner, watch a movie, take a dump, then come back and she'd still be talking," Glen thought to himself as Jenna rambled on non-stop.

"Oh, no, no, it's all right; go ahead, get that," Glen gladly told Jenna when Fauna's phone number popped up in her caller ID. "No, no, it's all right; I'll see you at church tomorrow?"

"No, you come pick me up, okay?" Jenna demanded.

"Fine, fine, see you at ten thirty," Glen agreed, grateful to finally get off the phone with her.

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"You did WHAT?" Jenna screeched as Fauna quietly described performing oral sex on Scott.

"Oh my God, it was so beautiful!" Fauna sighed, rolling back and forth on her bed, enjoying the feeling of the soft silk sheets against her bare skin.

"Are you serious?" Jenna gasped as Fauna elaborated.

"I swear, it has to be at least ten, maybe even twelve inches long!" Fauna whispered.

"Oh, hey listen, I won't be coming to get you for church tomorrow," Jenna said, suddenly changing the subject.

"What? Why not?" Fauna said. "Just because you're fighting with Glen don't mean..."

"No, no, he's coming to pick me up for church," Jenna said smugly.

"Oh, good!" Fauna sighed. "I'm so glad you two made up."

"Yeah, me too," Jenna sighed. "Don't tell no one, not even Scott, but I'm so in love with Glen."

"Yeah, I told Scott I love him too," Fauna admitted.

After nearly another hour of talking and giggling, the two best friends hung up.

Fauna reached down and began to slowly, lazily masturbate, replaying the loving she'd given to Scott's magnificent cock.

"Oh God!" she groaned as her orgasm overwhelmed her.

She licked her fingers clean of her stickiness, then shrugged on her favorite nightgown and got ready for bed.

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Linda couldn't help but smirk as Glen left early to go pick Jenna up for church.

"And where's your little girlfriend?" she finally asked Scott.

"Home, I guess; she and her mom go to nine o'clock," Scott shrugged.

"Oh, not going to see her today?" Linda asked.

"This could be the most important game of the regular season, Tampa Gay Flipping Queers," Scott said, already excited about the game.

"Who?" Linda asked.

"Tampa Bay Buccaneers," Scott said. "See if we beat them and Atlanta loses, then if Chicago beats..."

Linda tuned out the rest of Scott's monologue; she hadn't liked football when she was a child, hadn't liked it when she was a cheerleader, hadn't liked it when she and Bobby, Glen and Scott's father, had been married, and still didn't like it.

"Uh huh," she said and herded him out the door.

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"Hi Ms. Boudreaux; Scott here?" Fauna chirped.

"Ass on the couch, shoving a mushroom pizza in his face," Linda smiled at the girl.

"Ew, mushrooms?" Fauna said, miming sticking her finger down her throat.

"Don't know where he gets it from, that's for sure, oh isn't that a pretty sweater?" Linda said and ushered the diminutive girl into the living room.

"Oh thank you!" Fauna said and beamed. "Abdul's was having a fifty percent off, and their Petite department is absolutely to die for; I just love their clothes!"

"Hey Beautiful," Scott smiled as he caught sight of his girlfriend.

"What? What did you call me?" Fauna asked, mouth open in surprise.

"Hey Beautiful," Scott repeated.

"You think I'm beautiful?" she asked, lips quivering.

"Well, yeah; you are," he said, already shifting his attention to the game.

"Oh Scott," she sighed, snuggling up to him .

"Popcorn's in the microwave," Linda said, putting a glass of ice tea down for Fauna.

"Got pizza right here," Scott said, looking at his mother with a puzzled expression.

"For Fauna; not everyone likes mushrooms, Scotty," Linda said.

"In fact, no one likes mushrooms," she muttered aloud, leaving the room.

"Really?" Fauna whispered, batting her eyes at him. "You really think I'm beautiful?"

"Yes, Sweetheart; you're beautiful," he assured her and kissed her softly.

"Oh, Scotty!" she sighed and wrapped her short arms around him and clung to him very tightly.

"Thanks a lot Mom!" Scott yelled.

"What?" Linda asked as she carried a large bowl of popcorn into the living room.

"Now she's calling me Scotty!" Scott complained.

"Uh huh," Linda smirked as Fauna giggled at her boyfriend's consternation.

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"Damn it, Jenna!" Glen finally hissed. "Please! Shut up!"

She looked at him, shocked, and blinked back tears.

"Baby, please!" he said, taking her face into his hands. "You don't have to talk all the time, do you?"

"Well, no, I guess not but..." she stammered, trying hard not to cry.

"You ever think I might want to say something?" he asked her.

"Well, yeah, but..." she said, trying to twist her face away from him.

"Really, Baby, Every now and then, I might want to..." Glen said.

"Really? Honestly? I'm so afraid if I'm not talking you might say you don't want to be with me no more and you're my boyfriend and I really really love you and I'm so in love with you and then you'll just break up with me and..." Jenna started up again with her rambling monologue.

"Shut Up!" Glen commanded and kissed her. "Please, Jenna! Just shut up!"

The lights dimmed and the intolerably loud previews began.